The first

It slides and slithers, oh, just so,

before it disappears from feel

to leave a great and growing need

to once again be joined.

Not long until again it’s back

to quench the need and satisfy

and as the sun rises up

the day is greeted happily.

And in the pause before the next

it works its magic deep within

warming, holding, comforting,

and awakening the senses.

But for all that follow in its wake

none so special as the first

and how can humankind survive

without that first one of its kind?

Yes, it is, you guessed I’m sure.

It’s that hot and steaming freshly brewed

morning cup of coffee!